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LITTLE SENSE IN THE SONGS.

Though They Catch Some of the Singers
With Vanity II Not Voices.
''Yer's yer songs-all der popular songs Of
de day--only cents-buy EN- and sing EN-
yerselfp
That was the burden of song sung by a
tough-looking man as he stood on Fifth-ave-
nue. Saturday with a big bundle of colored
sheets, covered with what the young man
claimed were '.de popular songs Of de day"
Eyer you are, Her Own Boy Jack I'm
Getting Big Girl Now She's the Image
of Her Mother" and Ring the Little Chest
nut Bell --only cents-buy EN- and sing
EN- .yerself," continued the monotonous
drawl Of the fakir as he called off his wares.
The song man is one of the regulars found
on the streets every Saturday night, and he
sells good many Of the song sheets, pre-
sumably to people who buy TO ''sing them
themselves There are some funny things
about the ballad music of the day, even when
nothing humorous Is meant Take, for in
stance, that song white Wings which
has had run Of about year, in which a
young man implores his yacht to sail straight
as an arrow to his Maggie barrow waiting
high up ON the cliffs, which are craggy.
How the yacht was to sail up the craggy
cliffs was feat in seamanship that was not
explained. Then there Is that other pathetic
tale, Poor Old Dad in which Old Dad
curses his wayward son in the following
lines
You'il wish that you'd never served us so when
we're both dead, my lad
When your own children strike you like you've
struck your poor old dad.
Here is another man whose conscience is
troubling him, and he sings: Ppm One
That's Done Wrong TO my Parents" in the
following lines
! am man that has seen trouble and sorrow,
once was dght~hearted and gay,
Not a coin In this world can borrow,
Since my own have squandered away.
once wrOnged my father and mother,
Who now have turned me away from their
door,
To beg, starve or die, in the streets to lie,
For TO enter their dwelling no more.
This ought to be warming. Most Of these
are of minstrel origin, and what they lack
In metrical effect is made up in the peculiar
''catch-lines'' of some tunes. Here Is one
OF the popular topical songs which sells
many of the sheets.
One fine day my brother he picked up pin,
And he's never done anything since.
He sneaked up 10 q man and he stuck 1t In him,
And he's never done anything since.
Here's another, which Ed. Harrigan sang /;
Preserve that old kettle, so blackened and
worn
Il belonged to- my father before was born;
II hung in a corner, beyant on nail;
Twas an emblem of labor, my dads dinner
pail. = Pittsbuyg Dispatch.
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and then were tied to trees, fuel was
piled high around them and they were
burned alive.
Then seventy of the leading native
Christians were seized at their homes.
led In chains to the King and met their
fate at the stake. The executioners
were amazed at the calm demeanor Of
the victims. While dying they sang
sacred songs and prayed for their muir
derers. The head executioneer went
back to the King and told him he had
never seen men die so bravely. They en-
dured pain without murmur and PRAYED
to God in the fire. The King and the
chiefs around him laughed heartily when
told Of the dying prayers Of the victims.
The young monarch remarked that God
did not seem able to rescue the Christians
from his power.
The executioners appeared before the
hut OF member of the Protestant
Church Council TO arrest him, but were
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posed Of anything but the juice Of grapes.
For all these reasons then Is by no means
cheap one, and as these restaurants are
irequented by the many people who are not
able to patronize better houses, and yet are
too proud to be seen in the public houses Of
the laboring classes, their owners thrive and
prosper.
In the restaurants Of the laboring classes
one can get for 20 or 25 cents a simple but
hearty, good meal, and half pint of pure,
native wine. Let us visit the largest, STU
atcd near the outskirts OF the city. II is din
ner-hour, any time between five and eight
r M. We enter the house through turn
stiie, the keeper of which sells us ticket for
one meal at 70 cents. We have to descend
q staircase OF three steps before reaching the
door, which porters opens for us, and as ne
does so, there bursts upon our ears clatter-
ing, roaring noise, which was not SO notice
able through the heavy oaken panels, while
at the same moment hot, disagreeable
smelling blaze waves against our face. We
stopto throw aglance upon aspacious, rather
low-roofed hall, with whitewashed walls.
At scores of large wooden tables sit as many
hundreds Of women, men and children, eat
ing from tin plates, and drinking their wine
out of earthen jugs. Others walk TO and fro,
fetching their meals from the kitchens, for
there are no walters employed. One must
needs have strong nerves TO enjoy meal in
this place. The airs hot and saturated with
the smell Of roasted and cooked meat. The
noise defes description; for the loud talking,
singing, swearing of men and crying Of
children and the increasing clatter of forks
and spoons upon the tin plates are deafen-
ing. The customers belong TO the laboring
classes and most of them are dressed in linen
blouses Of red, white or blue. Here, group
Of masons, in their loose white blouses,
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MISSIONARY STATION. Mtesa and that
they were soon to be aput to death, as
was the custom, to prevent rival claim
ants to the throne from disturbing
the country. For the first time in
ages, probably, no scenes of fratrici-
dial slaughter marked the advent of
Uganda's latest king, Mwanga. There
were high hopes that lonely Uganda
would be the centre from which would
radiate powerful civilizing Influences that
would reclaim from sayagery the heart of
Africa.
Two potent factors, however, were at
work to blight these hopes and to make
Uganda the theatre of great tragedy.
The first was the fact that the chiefs
who form the Kings council had never
been friendly to the missionaries because
the latter were outspoken against their
vices. They now saw the boy King
coming more and more under the In
fiuence of the white men, and they re-
solved to leave no stone unturned to
ruin the missionaries. They used every
art to persuade the King that the whites
were dangerous and ambitious men, and
that the native Christians, as soon as
they were strong enough, would help the
whites to overthrow him.
At this ill-omened moment the King
heard that the Germans were Selling
large territories in East Africa that DR..
Fischer with large force was approach
ing his country from the South, and that
Bishop Harrington was coming
from the East. The frightened boy at
once resolved to make war ON all the
whites. As soon as the unsuspecting
bishop reached the borders Of Uganda he
was shot and the fifty helpless porters
with him were speared to DEATH 1t was
till then that Mwanga determined to
kill all the native Christians and destroy
all the work that the missionaries had
done in six years.
Most of the Kings atrocities were
crowded into the first six months of last
year. One day he called one of hts pages
to him. He knew the lad was Christian
Can you read ~ he asked. EYES," the
boy boldly replied. "Pll teach you to
read,r cried his majesty, and Selling a
spear head he gashed and hacked the head
Of his faithful servant until he was tired,
and then babe chief continue the lesson.
"Tll have no readers in my court, .
shouted the King. Thereupon he had
fifty Of his pages brought before him.
He suspected that they were Christians
and over forty Of them boldly ayowed
their new faith. Not single convert
would tell lie or renounce Christianity
TO save his life. The annals of martyr
dom show no finer examples of heroic
fortitude and mistaken faith than these
Uganda massacres present. All these
Christian boys were shockingly mutilated
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A DIssTPATED OWL.
Its Singular Craving for the Drippings
from Beer Kegs.

Its Singular Craving for the Drippings
from Beer Kegs.
A New York saloon-keeper not long ago
owned a trained owl. All day long the bird
remained perched upon the antlers of stag
over the bar, and many were the bets made
as TO whether it was stuffed OF alive. When
night came on it would fly down and perch
upon the shoulders of the proprietor, eating
small pieces of raw beef from his hand. It
kept the place entirely free from rats and
mice, approaching them noiselessly from be-
hind and killing them with one Of its pow
erful claws. When whipped for misbe-
havior it would feign death, lying upon the
broad of its back without the slightest mo-
ton, with its eyes closed and claws set rig
idly. 1t would remain in this attitude until
the attention of the bystanders was dis
tracted, when it would stealthily fly to its
perch above the bar. The strangest charac-
teristic of the creature was the love Of drink.
1t would waddle up to the pail which con-
tanned the drippings from the beer kegs, and
sip and sip until completely overcome by the
liquor, when it would stagger into a corner
to sleep off the debauch. It was finally
killed by its over-indulgence in alcoholic
beverages.
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VIVVJ VI No PtIVtIVo AUULIIsJ ttN5
we'll calculated to make partaking Of its
perfect repasts more than mere CASTRO
nomical enjoyment. The walters in their
short black frocks, white aprons ala Dat
snt-Ieather slippers walk noiselessly "
the thick carpets and do their service with
promptitude and politeness. The people talk
in an undertone, and, Frenchmen as they
are, cast off the cares of business or politics
% give themselves up, body and SOUL to the
enjoyment of the repast and easy conyersa-
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part of the population availed them
selves of the privilege, and as to the
strangers that strayed into the tomblik.
room, no good came of their visits
Instead of aiding Identification, pub
licity hindered it, for timid and gentle
folks shrank from inspecting the dead
under the gaze Of an idle crowd, and even
when o glance showed them that the
body they were seeking was lying before
them they went away without making a
sign of recognition rather than betray
their secrets, their shame or their grief,
for the edifcation of heartless on
lockers.
Now the white-washed basement win
dows once so full of shrinking interest to
so many who used to pass them at the
foot of East Twenty-sixth street, without
daring to venture in behind them,
are closed. The gate is locked. Dust
has settled on the stills and copings and
the place not only looks but is as lifeless
as the objects it was built to receive. The
slabs are idle, the showering faucets over
them are dry and abandoned, the room Is
dark and deserted. The new "dead-house"
the city has built has taken the place of
a avn from the old nns but X might as
we'll no te,, miles distant 60 FAR q : he ,uh.
II. Ia ~ Concerned for II ia within the b;gb
wa ii II. var, ~ Ra i Hosnitai sntrance
~ which co., ont, hs had hi those HAVING 70 vino;
h,,s "r.s, there u' Th;s desd"h l. 3
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she eas ,rssar and ~ yassassad of ce,nsnt
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some some Mace only Ia those who are verv
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Rut the rreaa maior;tv IN th;s silent
army that marches forever to our Pot.
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lion. The cooking Is of tbe b;obest ordar
and so are the prices A verv sinnle meal of
four or five dishes costs ahont fen ~ fifseen
francs fse or sa1 wilma MOI ,nclndad. and l.,
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thosa who do NOT ,;la n tatins half hottla
fnr tha sala - a,,,oaa,,c, Tsar,s;.,,t,,,
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MEXICAN BANDITS.



Aid Of = Cunning Ruse.
A letter from Mexico tells how band Of
robbers were effectually disposed Of While
they were ransackiDg town dozen men
ran to the shore, cut small holes in the boats
in which the robbers came, and plugged them
with mud. The boats were launched and
the marauders set out on. their return voy-
age. Before going mile, however, the water
began to soften the clay, and the huge log
dugouts began to FILL Every effort was made
to reach the shore, but the openings increased
rapidly, and soon the boats were full of water
and the occupants were obliged to jump over
board and cling to the sides of their sub
merged crafts to keep from drowning. About
daylight company Of 100 men set out in
boats to the spot where the halfdrowned
men were still hanging to their crafts. Some,
however, had lost their hold and had sunk
to the bottom, while the others were SO ex-
hausted that they were unable to make any
resistance. The fishermen attacked them,
and soon not robber was left to tell the tale
of their defeat. Their booty was all recov-
cred
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ing. The fire is snowy advertisement
| and attracts many people, most of them
idlers who have plenty Of cause for throwing
hungry glances at the fat, brown birds. Very
tempting they look as the juice drops from
them into the huge pan underneath And
the quarters and halves of chickens and geese
| displayed behind the window are appetizing
| things to look at. This Is one of the rotis-
series or cook-shops, whore roast meat is
sold, and where those who, Ia the hurry of
business have no time for a regular dinner
may supply their wants for a moderate price.
AS wine is as indispensable to the French
mans meal as beer is in German concert
garden, one or more brdsseries (bar-rooms) are
always found in the neighborhood of such
cool-shop. About the same time in the
evening boys and men may be seen walking
about the Streets dressed in full cooks cos
tune, with white apron, jacket and cap, car
rying legs and wings of roast chickens on
dish, and which they sell for five cents
apiece. It's very cheap, but it's a dusty
affair.
We leave the more luxurious parts of the
town, traverse the quarter devoted TO BUSH
ness and manufacture (the Marais) pass by
the Notre Dame cathedral, and, after long
walk through narrow, dirty lanes and streets,
enter the quarter Ao,s6etard, one Of the
worst parts of the city. The haggard, stfsfic=
ious-looking faces we meet, the angry
Chances catch, thetumbling houses, filthy
alleys, the ragged children that play on the
rough payement--everything tells that visit
at night in these places would not be safe
affair for well-dressed man; nor truly, is it
at any time of the day, unless under guide
ance of one so experienced as our friend, the
officer. The latter causes usto stop at little
house whose sloping walls seem ready to drop
at any moment, and, opening the door Of
the shop flor 1t Is public-house), beckons
us to follow him. We enter asmall, smoky,
dirty. room, with low ceiling, from which
an oil lamp is dangling, spreading more
smell than light. The room is furnished
with three small tables, twice as many
wooden chairs and bench ; the latter stands
against the wall under the little windows.
Opposite to the bench is low counter, from
behind which hideous old woman, most
dirtily dressed, sends rather suspicious chances
at us. We seat ourselves at the table next to
the door. and our conductor asks the shop
keeper for three portions Beside our
selves there are three more guests one lies
on the bench, snoring in an advanced condi-
ton Of intoxication. The two others sit
together at one table; man IN q blouse, his
face haif hidden Dy ms piaok cap nus legs
resting upon tne thpie, ~ ueyouring the con
tents OF plate ne noids petween ms knees.
4 dirty, vcious-iooking young woman Is IN
sarthen wine inc After every drink
n, *. .,
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who die amid mystery IN the streets and
public houses and institutions have been
exposed in our morgue, whose doors were
open day and night. Latterly this funereal
institution had become a copy of those
where the dead of Paris and London are
collected bare room fitted with table,
like slabs of marble on which the dead
rested beneath gentle spray of cold
water, whose limped chatter added an
other element of impressive ghastliness
to the place-a damp and chilling feeling
clothed with silence that the trickling
of the water emphasized and made the
more apparent. The nondescript hui
manity that rested thus was covered SO
as to leave only the faces exposed, linen
sheets being employed for the purpose,
while the clothing and contents of the
pockets were heaped on the foot of each
slab to aid in identifying their former
possessors. This was all copied from
the European plan based on the idea
that the surest means of identifying the
unfortunate was to expose them to the
public. Unless l am very much mis-
taken, this custom still obtains In Lon
don, Paris, Berlin and the other capitals.
But in New York our idle folks and
sightseeing neighbors will ever more
remain deprived of this most awful and
horrible of the sights of the metropolis,
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A POSITIVE ENGAGEMENT.
MARY L. B. BRANCH.

You needn't ask Nan to a party,
A dinner or five o'clock tea,
Three weeks from to-day-which is Thurs
day
For engaged" and lat home she viii be.
She set her white B7ahma this morning,
In box with sweet hay for bed.
On dozen great eggs, all a-futter,
With plumy wings softly outspread.
The hen looks so proud and important,
With her treasure hid under her breast;
Every feather alive If you touch her,
As if warning you off from her nest.
And the capable creature will sit there,
Come sunshine, come storm, or what may,
With her wings and her warmth and her
wisdom,
Till exactly three weeks from to-day.
And then oh, the downy soft treasures,
The dear little yellow round things,
That will break from their shells and come
peeping,
And stretching their small helpless wings.
OH you needn't ask Nan to party,
Or dinner or one o'clock tea,
Three weeks from to-day--which is Thurs
day
For "at home" and engaged she win be.
st Nicholas
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ing their caps, while the current Of air
catches under their loose blouses, making
them appear twice as big as they are, and
causing them TO look quite awful but soon
some other occurrence attracts attention, and,
with French Ievity and changeability, they
interrupt the excited show Of patriotism, and
once again tinkle and chatter away with their
spoons, as If they were being paid for MAX
ing the greatest possible noise while eating.
There are always some half dozen or more
wretches eagerly watching for any customer
to finish his meal as soon as he rises they
make rush for the remnants he leaves As
said above, there are no walters, but score
of sturdy, experienced men are employed to
keep order and to put any nisbehaving fell
low ont Of doors. A few police officers, too,
are on duty here. One of the latter pointed
out to me an old, blind man. and told me to
watch him, So did, and who can paint my
amazement when I saw that the dog which
guided his steps was trained to lead,
nay, to pull him by the string from nook to
corner from table to table, to every spot
where a bone or a fragment Of bread was
lying ON the floor? Then the blind man,
grayhead, too, would stoop, take the bone
out of his dogs mouth, and, taught eat
whatever there was left on it. would have
offered him some money but for the police
officers telling me that the man had been
living in this manner for years, persistently
refusing to accept any gift.
Establishments like these use enormous
supplies. A hundred oxen, twice as many
calves and lambs, thousand rabbits and
scores of barrels of good native wine are
consumed in the largest establishments Of
this kind every month.
1t is six o'clock in the evening. Dusk is
setting in, and we are walking in one of
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blonde?
Dingley- Well, yes but not very decided
one
Buckley That's just where you are wrong.
II she's blonde at all, she's very decided
one never saw more emphatic decision
than she displayed one night last week when
/ asked her to marry me--IYtz- Bits
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A curious accident occurred recently in
the terra-cotta works at Pullman. Almer
Ickes, assistant engineer. was engaged in
oiling the revolving when portion of
his clothing caught between a wheel and a
belt, He was whirled around several times
and was then thrown some distance, strik-
instrument cut the unfortunate employee
from his neck to his hips in a terrible man
ner He lived to be removed to st. Luke's
Hospital. His injuries proved fatal Chicago
Times
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the lives and happiness of over 3,OOO,-
600 people. For more than a year
anu a-half he has cursed his unhappy
land with the most terrible atrocities
He is Mwanga, King of Uganda, the son
and successor of King Mtesa, who was
made famous in the writings of a
half dozen African explorers. II is
Mwanga who has cut off the retreat of
Emin Pasha and made 1t necessary to
send Stanley to the rescue with the most
costly expedition that ever entered Africa
on mission of peace. 1t is he who muir
dered Bishop Harrington late in October,
1885, and has since burned scores of
native Christiens at the stake, while
those who have escaped him are hiding
in the depths of forests far from human
habitations.
Most African tribes are ruled by king
let's, petty little chiefs, whose subjects
number at most only few thousand peo-
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The morgue of New York is closed
to the public. No longer can those
whose morbid tastes incline them that
way linger amid the shocking scenes
there, coming and going of their own
free win as they used to, and making
the presence of the unknown dead rem
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THE M0RGUE.
HOW A GREAT CITY TAKES CARE
OF IT'S DEAD.

The Foreign Practice of Exposing the
Bodies Of the Unknown Dead to Public
View Abandoned-The Modern Charon
That Conveys e.7oO Corpsss Every Year.
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A large kettle OF boiling water was unset
IN the house of Ernest Grible, at Gordon's
Ferry, Ia. and Mrs. Grible and her two little
children were dreadfully scalded. The
youngest child is dead. The others may re-
cover